Hook: Raise up off these nuts, a little bitJust a little bitRaise up off these nuts, a little bit

2PacI'm smokin these like they endoBreakin em like they windowsAnd still they rip till they get a whiffOf this s**t that I kickAnd if they ever had a notion to stop meTreat your best shot and get droppedWith your posse, nigg* I got the ?mott?I'm takin em out, a lot I gotMore than you could popI'm rockin the spot, so now they jockDump em and get dropped2Pac ain't tryin to hear it, OxScreamin at your boxI'm swearin at ya not so uhStatic is the last thing you need when you see meBetter have a bat or a gat to defeat menigg*, I'm a whole posse rolled into one shotTakin on your gat while your girl gets hot and rocks the spotFear funky flavor with the gift that only God gaveHold it to my graveI'd rather die than be a slaveSlaves come as dope dealersSome come as addictsSome come to run while the others cause static

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???I'm comin up outta the cutSendin slugs to the gutsI'm bustin up outta the page cuz they got me locked upI'm tryin to survive but there's too many playa hatin hatersAlways want static, like boom holla at ya laterHomie this ain't no love in this town that I come from be wantin funkin then I stomp em, they don't want noneGirls be on my jock and they playin me for thatBut fool I can't help it cuz I was raised up like a mackJealous because I'm black, Jack wanna jack meAnd Jill wants to marry me and watch the Klan bury meGot to pack the steel for the personal protectionAK, 45's, assault rifles, Smith &amp; WessonI'm no longer stressinLearnin, gotta live long(..?..) thanks God that I'm still strongGet a bag a spliffs for the homies, blaze up all of theseBut if you wanna flex, get in my Kool Aid punks, raise up offa these

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SilkyJust back the fk up of me, cuz you can't get none a theseIt's that OG female comin straight up out the PP'sSo step to the side then raise the fk up off me, brahCuz if I take it to that level I'ma light this motherfker upNow it's on you, you better try to lose your s**tCuz if you don't, trust me I got you trickYou better try to choose it and lose itStay outta mine 'fore this s**t get way stupidThese I fk with believe in passin gatsCan't leave hoe, without my strapNot givin a fk about nothinSlidin through the spot with my face mask mugginLookin motherfkers up and downIt ain't a future in your frontinWhy these fat floatin around?What happened to them real motherfkin G's?Fake motherfkers need to raise up offa these